Sunday, June 19, 2011

Oh Spirit. Awaken...



Rise from the dead,
The Sun has spoken,
His final words to me,
Make sense.
Something that was lost,
Something, deep inside, hidden,
Something, I thought was dead,
Something has to arouse, awaken.
The eyes wide open,
Reflecting a dark horizon,
Searching for a spark,
Searching now, forever
To end this instability,
And bring peace.
Oh spirit,
Rise now, and meet me halfway,
My quest has just begun.
Rise, from the dead,
Awaken!




Arsh... (c)